Valerie sighed and slowly pulled herself to her feet, meandering outside with a small smile. "Fine! But only because I'm such a good friend." She leaned forward and hesitantly pecked Emma on the cheek, face slightly red, before she started the walk to the bus station. "See you on Sunday!!"
She watched her leave before leaving herself, walking outside before spotting Lucas, bounding over to him before jumping up onto his waist, kissing him deeply before slipping down, letting him lead her over to his car. All to be heard from them was indistinct french talking.
Valerie scowled and tore her eyes away. What the fuck was wrong with her? Emma was just a friend, right? Valerie had no right to be jealous. No matter how badly she wanted emma to kiss her like that.
Sunday, 19:28
The party had been in swing for about half an hour and Valerie found herself holding court in the kitchen beside a massive bottle of vodka. She was in the middle of a story, something dumb about how she'd forced her sister to eat a crayon, and every so often she'd pause to take a swig. She was already tipsy, a dangerous combination when combined with the way one of the boys in the circle- Eden or Evan or something- was watching her.
She knew she looked hot, all dolled up in fishnets and high waisted shorts and a little black crop top. Her hair was piled up on top of her head in a messy bun, eyes concealed by an overly elaborate mask. She laughed loudly at her own joke, leaning into the boy's side. He was a little handsy, but still cute and she was starting to consider a strategic escape to one of the upstairs bedrooms.
At around 19:30 Emma walked in with Lucas, saying Hi to a few people she knew before spotting Valerie, walking over to her excitedly. She was wearing a black bodycon dress that was about mid-thigh length, courtesy of her birthday money, and Lucas' arm around her hip. She still wore that stupid black mask that Valerie said she'd hated. As soon as she saw what she was wearing though she bit her lip harshly, her eyes darkening slightly. "Hey Valerie" she hummed through the mask, giving her the same look she'd whined about on Friday.
The only difference was that this time, she meant it.
The boy slung an arm around her waist and she leaned into it, giving Emma a dazed smile. Her face was already flushed from the vodka she'd been drinking all night, and it only got redder as the boy kissed her neck. She squealed happily and tried her best to ignore the look Emma was giving her. "Hi!! This is… Eden?"
The boy laughed and shook his head. "Ethan. It's nice to meet you." He held out a hand for Emma to shake.
Emma's breath hitched, getting slightly invigorated to see her all dolled up like this an so flushed too. ""I guess I'll see you on the dance floor?" she hummed, walking away with ease in 3 inch highheels into the dance floor, slipping her mask off and placing it in Lucas' front jeans pocket, smirking up at him as they began to dance. She looked stunning, so much different from how she usually did but somehow very much the same. The multicoloured lights flashed upon her pale skin, making the light blue colour of her eyes take on the vibrant colours of the lights that danced on her body.
"We'll see!" Valerie's voice cut off with a whine as the boy started to get more heated, forcing her to pay attention to him and not the way Emma looked tonight. Because no matter how much Valerie wanted her, Emma was taken. Emma was dancing with her stupid boyfriend and she probably didn't even give a shit about Valerie anyways.
Valerie smoothed down the boy's hair, moaning softly when he started to give her a hickey. Normally she hated being marked up but tonight she just wanted to feel wanted.
She watched her as she and Lucas danced, not being able to keep her eyes off of her much. She wanted to show her somehow how much she wanted her, but she couldn't. Well, she had a few ideas, but she had to be looking at her first.
(Can you escort your girlie to the dancefloor with Ethan? I have a plan.)
(Totally)
Ethan pulled away after a few lazy kisses, laughing as Valerie whined and pressed herself into his chest. He grabbed her hands and helped her down from the counter with a sly smile. "Your friend wanted to dance, right?" Valerie nodded, giggling dizzily as he spun her around. "Let's dance then!"
They slowly advanced towards the dance floor until they were swaying right next to Emma and Lucas. Ethan was starting to grope her ass, but Valerie was too drunk to really care. This guy was cute and he liked her and he looked close enough to Emma that Valerie could at least pretend to be loved for a little while. No matter how much she'd regret in the morning.
Her eyes flicked over to Valeri as they came to the dance floor, his lips attached to hers. Look at me dammit. C'mon she whined in her head before getting closer and closer to kissing Lucas, her lips grazing his. She never stopped for a second looking at Val, hoping she'd catch her attention at the right time.
Ethan kissed her and she let out a soft little sound, more out of surprise than anything else. Her eyes wandered the dancefloor as they kissed until they caught on Emma. She stared back, confused but needy. She wanted Emma to hold her and kiss her and take her to an upstairs bedroom, no matter how wrong it might be.
Emma pressed her lips to Lucas', closing her eyes for a moment before opening them to look at Valerie with the same look she'd complained about before. She gripped tightly onto his hair, her eyes fluttering shut before opening again, an eyebrow-raising for a quick second as she continued, biting his lower lip and pulling it out without ever breaking eye contact.
Valerie moaned helplessly, watching as Emma gave her that stupid, absolutely sinful look and kissed her boyfriend. It wasn't fair for someone so beautiful to be so… so… Well, Valerie didn't know what Emma was, but she knew it was driving her crazy! "E," she whined softly, staring into Emma's eyes.
She soon broke off her own kiss, panting heavily before saying to Lucas she was going to the bar to grab a drink. She made her way over to the bar, biting her lip as feelings of heat and need making their way through her body and bloodstream. "Club Soda with Vodka please" she called out, placing a tip on the table and looking at the bartender sternly. He nodded, making her drink right away and placing it in front of her.
Valerie broke off her kiss with Ethan as well, shooting Emma shy glances as she approached the bar. "Um… a whiskey neat, please." Her voice came out slightly more whiny than she'd intended, twisting the words into something sultry and seductive. She cleared her throat and gave Emma a curious look as the bartender got to work. "So… that was…?"
She glanced over at her fixing the lip gloss that'd strayed from her lips and wiping it on a napkin that was there. "You seemed to be getting a bit feisty with What's his name again?" she asked, brushing what had just happened off as a teasing tactic, taking a sip of her drink right away once the bartender had set it down in front of her. She struggled to keep her eyes on Valerie's face, her outfit enticing enough as it was.
Valerie seemed to deflate slightly as Emma brushed off what had just happened. It was just a joke then. Or maybe some kind of weird protective instinct. Nothing romantic, no matter how much she read into it. She seemed unaware of the way Emma was looking at her, too caught up in her own head. "Ethan. And yeah, I think I'm gonna let him fuck me."
As soon as she spoke about Ethan she choked on her drink, slightly falling off the stool. Fucking hell, "Uh, fun…" she said between coughs, covering her mouth. She glanced over to Lucas but found him sucking face with another girl, thinking that she might not see them since he'd moved to a far back corner of the room. "Fuck." she spat, getting her breathing under control soon after.
Valerie patted her back as she coughed, not pulling away once Emma had stopped choking. The creeping sadness from earlier vanished as she leaned over Emma, replaced by wide eyed concern. "Fuck dude, are you okay!? Do you need me to get you some water or something?"
She laughed softly when she looked up, biting her lip at how close she was. “Water would be great” she muttered, glancing back over at Lucas who was now travelling upstairs with the miss’ he’d met a few seconds ago. She pushing her hair out of her face, trying her best not to tear up. No matter how big of an asshole he was when he was drunk, he still was the only one who accepted and understood her and how to help when she was either suicidal or suffering in an anxiety attack
Valerie nodded, squeezing Emma's hand before she left to go grab some water. She came back a few minutes later with a solo cup, which she set beside Emma at the bar. "You look like you're about to cry, are you sure you're okay? I can find an empty room for you to decompress in if you want."
"Oh yeah, it's just cause I was cough so much I guess my eyes sprung a leak." she laughed forcefully, not daring to wipe one from her eye and then more to keep tumbling down. She took a sip from the cup, humming softly before placing it down, taking out a cigarette from her bag and holding it up, "Is this ok?" she asked, if it wasn't she'd go outside. She needed something to take her mind off of Lucas, and she didn't think kissing Valerie was an option.
Valerie nodded and picked up a napkin off the bar, leaning in to gently wipe away Emma's tears. "Eva doesn't give a shit, just don't put it out on the wood or something. And… follow me, I know a private place." Valerie stepped away from the bar and started slowly pushing through the crowd, hoping Emma would follow.
"Alright," she muttered, following her as she pushed through the crowd. She hoped she wouldn't see Lucas again that night, but something told her she would anyways.
Valerie smiled and led her up the stairs, down the hall, and into a small bedroom. The walls were painted powder blue, and the bed was covered in some kind of floral comforter. The whole place had a cozy lived-in look, pictures splashed across the walls and clutter on the desk. Valerie locked the door once Emma was inside, throwing herself down on the bed with a soft smile. "This is my room when I sleep over here."